I Don't Have 20/20 but I see yo Weave:

My women
My women
Stop hiding your insecurities in synthetic ministries
of belief
See...

You don't need weave flowing down your back
just to comfort your knees?!?!
Just get off them PLEASE!!!
Wear your inner woman
See....

Don't put up a defense
while reading this
I'm not trying to be political
feminist-icle,
spiritual,
OR an individual
I'm an original
Mirroring your original
See...

I'm not saying we gotta go back to being primal
I AM saying we gotta go back to being natural
No don't look at my natural
look in the mirror,
dig your fingers in there
discover your natural.
See...

Allow me to check history
and I understand that time and time again
the inhabitants of MOTHER Earth
women have always outnumbered man
yet man is THE MAN
Because God is Man
So Man Can
But question:
Can God be a man when the womb is where life is created
and the womb lives in WO-man land
I can't stand
to see you abusing me
by pursuing this love for weave
instead a love for we
women are we-men
living to teach men
the reason
they are king
by living
as Queen
but you can't be queen without a crown
and where is it now
its drowned
DROWNED
by this noun: (weave)
See...

Weave please leave.
leave the premises
leave the scalps of my misses
Cuz I misses the way her ends curl
and her face twitches
when combing those nappy happy suns-of-bitches
But when tamed they are renamed
and flow
ever so beautifully
See...

So I come back to you
AND I'd like to ask you
What comes natural to you?
Do you even know?
Cuz God made you this Earth for you to show
To show you, you are Beautiful, powerful, mystical, and magical
everything IN nature mirrors
everything CONsumINg nature is against you.
See...

Don't get attached to these city streets
Don't embody the yellow and white lines in yo hair color high-lights
Don't let this concrete stick to your thick
like hair glue
Don't let these celebrities with their flamboyant weave and fake monies fool you
they aren't the true stars,
because they remain untrue to the stars....
See....

If it ain't natural
it aint YOU
So if you choke for cheese
to go broke on a new weave
every other month or maybe two weeks
I SCREAM: blasphemy QUEEN!!!
This ain't you before me
This ain't your true steez (steez meaning style)
Take off yo weave
Queen stay for a while
Walk on your wild side
Find the rainforest jungle inside
And REAL-ize
what God intended
when HE hoed and tended
his seed:
We-men (pronounced:women)

Take off your weave
Women

Take off your weave and SEE
see Your-self
Embrace Your flaws
And unlock Your-self
and release Your jaws
Your wealth?
Your wealth is in your head
Your wealth is your brain
Your wealth is not your Head-Game
that's insane!
See...

When I look in the mirror
I want to see me
instead of you seeing me
See natural beauties shouldn't be a rarity
So take the focus off your weave
and instead work on keeping your carpet clean
Cuz with a fro all you need is a pick and Afro Sheen
But for them pubics
See...
You need to listen carefully
Those require strict care you see
A combination of background checks,
tests, contracepts, and closed legs.

Your crowned jewel is not a net (a net being your vagina, see this metaphor I want you to get)
it is not your chest
Look up, chin up
Stop looking down
Take off the weave
and see the crown
See...

Your crowned jewel is right in front of you
it comes out of your mouth when you express your views and you smile
both emitting energy like sun rays
it shines from your eyes and the warmth of your embrace says everything is okay
it comes in when you listen with your heart
it comes out when he tastes you where your thighs part.
it blows the breeze in your sweet scent
because from the heavenly galaxy your seed was sent.
When you came, heaven wept
That's why it rains
You are more than what you know
More than what you show
but you'll never know
if you never know
So I write to provoke
Cuz while you sleep
I stay woke
While you weave your hair 
mine I stroke
yet we are reflections
and while you remain in distractions
I live in depression
cuz your reflection
is NOT my reflection
See I wept when
you came
cuz with these weaves you are not the same.

I write, I wept, I wait
For you to come back
and mirror me.
Come back and mirror me.
Be queen again
so the Earth can relive in balance.
I am not against you
doin you
that's why I'm doing you
cuz what what you do right now ain't true
and I am TRUTH
so I know you.
I don't have 20/20 but I do see you
And yo ass cracks, black knees, cleavage and weaves
Show me something more won't you please
Show YOU you are more won't please?!?!?
Please!
PLEASE!!!

By: Bajá Marie

Allow Myself to Introduce Myself:

My name is Bajá Marie Poindexter.

Bajá derives from the Arabic word Bahja meaning splendor and joy.
Marie is the first name of my favorite auntie and the middle of many queens and beauties.
Poindexter is the name of my ancestors given to them the from their slave master. The Poindexter's were from Norwegia and had a nice home and small plantation in the South. I'm not entirely sure where. My research of them ended as a cold case. But anyways, it's my name now. Given to me by my father because he wanted a sun (pronounced son). But he got me. And stamped me with Poindexter and hand-made Bajá Marie (basically my daddy named me).

My birthday is obselete. Every day I celebrate the life that was given to me.
It says I'm a bull though. I think it's because I hate BULL-shit.

This blog is called B. Truth because my first Initial is B and I only associate with the truth.
My motto since this year began is "I only associate with the truth and if you ain't the truth I can't fuck with you!" Yeah that's the Bull in me I guess.

I'm from the Southside of Chicago and have experienced more than my mother will acknowledge and my father even knew. But I'm here now, I made it through and I present myself mind, body and soul in this blog to share myself with you. Because I grew up on Barney and I believe that sharing is caring. And since birth I was born with the defect to LOVE all living beings unconditionally for no good reasoning, other than that LOVE always seemed right to me. It was my inner healing.

So I'm not afraid to be open. I'm not afraid to share. Because my care outweighs my fear.

I believe I'm art personified:
I sing
I dance
I choreograph
I write
I speak
I color abtract art with crayola crayons
I read THEN rebel (in-sight-full knowledge is more powerful than blind violence)
I'm always learning, always curious
creatively thinking
I don't dream dreams
I plant seeds
I'm growing just as my seeds

Also I'm a hand maker since my name was hand-made. I love making things for people instead of buying them. I hate money and love bartering.

Don't get me wrong I do wish to be wealthy but only to build community! Just give me a garden, fabric, shea butter and water and I'm happy living me. But I can't be happy living in this world til we rebuild community. Yes I did say WE. So astrology said as a BULL I'll have money and I have already planted that seed.

So that's me for now. I am more. So there's more to come.

PS: I love kisses! Kisses making EVERYTHING better.